Rotten Riddle Poem by Floyd Crenshaw

my parents always said
think before you speak.

i think i have s.a.d.
selective attention disorder.
it's new...

i wonder about the belief in god.
is it that scary to think we are alone?
i know it is,
but it could be true.

i doubt there is a being
allowing us propulsion...

we are selfish creatures
who give ourselves too much credit
for having a thumb...

well, some are.

others realize this gift of knowledge
and the warmth in goodwill.

learn and love continuously
could be their motto.

so, religions are a decent idea
if used kindly.

i get it -
a couple of sensible
people
took a good hard look
at human potential and
foreseeing the end of humanity
with immorality,
gave it some guidance.

or a well thought out
get rich slow scheme...

so, they sat and
wrote stories
that people could
read
learn
and vibe with.

they wrote lots of books
for lots of different genres.

there are also expansion packs...

and
there are always
some people that take it
the wrong way.

misinterpretation is a devil...

you know it might not be real,
but who really cares?

the idea is the glue
without any sort of ethics
we are sharks
who kill
then gorge
then bop around looking for a screw.

at least now we have the decency
to converse in between....